So, Captain One Eye Willie Jack Thomas (or so my mom is calling him, when I gave her the list of names I was considering...) is at my apartment now. He's being great so far. Super sweet boy, and he didn't even really show much more than a slight interest in the rats. (I may move their cage up to the top level of the FN anway, just in case.) He's been alone at my apartment for a bit, so I'm hoping I don't return to my apartment in shambles, cat pee everywhere, and the rat cage under siege...but he was being good when I left.

Alas, I only have one picture of him. It is incredibly hard to take a good cell phone photo of a cat that won't stop rubbing up against your legs or in general hold still.